I want you to be happy.

You go on ahead and spend your weekend with Douchebag.  I know that’s what will make you happy.

Evil is going to be gone for a week.  Taco is going to be destraught without her here, but you go on ahead and bore her to death over there while Docuhebag pisses y’all off.  Its more important that you get to be happy than Taco get to spend time with the poeple she loves.  Really, I want you to be happy.

I know Renee waited til the last minute to invite us out, but we see them every two or three months.  You only get every other weekend out.  I’m so sorry I asked you to spend time with the people we’ve known for thirty years.  Don;t worry about it.  You’ll be happy with Douchbag.  You couldn’t possibly be happy with our friends and family.

No, Douchebag won’t cheat on you when y’all are married.  You are right, he’s far to lazy for that.  I’m happy you are engaged, really I am.  There is no sarcasam in that statement as hard as it is to believe. 

I do want you to be happy.  I also want you to remember there are others here that were here for a lot longer and still deserve a little fucking time and compassion.

You go on ahead and blow everybody off for your alone time.  I want you to do what makes you happy.

Mandy

Ovarian cancer: It whispers, so listen.